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I’ll risk it all for you (Reader x Cal Kestis)

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You carefully looked where you stepped. Everywhere nothing but green. Kashyyyk was the planet you were on to find a Wookiee chieftain named Tarfful. – “Keep up Y/n!” – Cal called out, turning briefly to you. – “Scared I’ll fall behind?” – you responded with mischief in your eyes. Cal shook his head childishly, mocking your ways. He puffed loud, turning back to the front. His eyes widened when his foot took a step forwards. In a split second wrapped a rope around his ankle, shooting him up in the air. BD-1 having jumped off his back. Cal was hanging upside down, waving his arms around. 

You came closer, laughing your ass off. – “How’s it hanging?” – you asked lowering yourself with a tilt of your head to smile at him. Cal slowly swinging from side to side. – “Can you cut me down?” – he said irritated. You gave him a gentle poke in the chest, letting him swing a bit more, thinking. – “If you say pretty, please.” – you responded. – “Y/n!” – Cal groaned trying to pull his chest up with little success. – “I didn’t hear you say please.” – you made clear, holding your hand behind your ear. – “Can you for one second not be irritating?” – he already felt his blood lower to his head, making him dizzy. 

Shrugging your shoulders, you straightened your posture again. – “Bye Cal.” – you waved him goodbye, taking your leave. Cal pressed his palms against his eyes, groaning. – “Okay, wait!” – he forced out, hand stretched out to you. Curling up a smile, you returned to him. – “Yes Cal.” – you asked keeping him still as you let yourself bend down to meet eyes with him.

“Can you please cut me down…” – he asked. BD deliberately not interfering with your bickering. – “Sure.” – you answered. Pulling out a knife, you cut down Cal. He dropped with a loud thud, groaning at the sudden pain in his back. He came sitting down, untying the rope from around his ankle. – “See that wasn’t that hard, was it?” – you said out loud. Cal’s face stood sour, BD approaching. The droid hopped onto his back before he got up. You took a few steps, pausing to look at Cal behind you. 

“You might want to be careful; I hear there are boobytraps here.” – you teasingly exclaimed. Cal walked up to you, giving you a hard nudge. Making you nearly lose your balance. – “Very funny.” – you called out waiting to see his response, but there never came one. Following close by, you kept your eye out. You had been lucky to have not encountered any stormtroopers on your way. The war on Kashyyyk not being a pleasant one. Stepping up your pace, you took the lead. Taking a halt at a cliff. Cal coming to stand beside you. 

Hands on his hip he took a deep breath. He spotted a vine not that far, pulling it closer with the use of the force. – “So you want to go first or would you rather have us swing cozy together?” – he wiggled with his eyebrows making you roll your eyes. Cal shrugged his shoulders, taking a few steps back. – “BD, hold on.” – he said over his shoulder, gripping on tight to the vine. He started running, setting himself off at the cliff to jump across. You watched as he swinged in perfect balance across, landing steady on his feet.

He turned around waiting for an applause. You clapped briefly for his ego with a sarcastic smile. He gestured to you to be ready to catch the vine. Pulling his arm back, he let it swing hard back. You caught it, grabbing around with your hands to be certain you’d have it. Cal motioned for you to come. Taking a deep breath, you took some uncertain steps back. Running up to the cliff, you squealed loud at the drop off. The vine swung halfway across the cliff when a blaster shot fired your way. It missed you, hitting the rocky wall. 

Cal’s eyes widened, turning to where it came from. Up on another cliffy part, he noticed three stormtroopers. The sudden attack had startled you that much, you’d forgot to jump. Swinging above the deeps, slowing down with each swing. – “Cal!” – you called out in a panic, clamping onto the vine. He gasped loud, eyes wide with fear as you were a clear target now. You screamed, ducking a bit when blasters fired your way, missing you by a few hairs each time. Cal tensed his jaw, stretching his hand out upwards. 

He felt the strong push of the force, but the stormtroopers were too far for him to do any good damage. His eyes stood grant when a shot went your way. He forced his hand forwards, hitting you with the force. The vine got swung hard back to avoid being hit. You called it out, swinging hard back. There wasn’t much he could do. He needed to think quickly to avoid any concerning troubles. – “Y/n!” – he shouted. – “Hang on and when I tell you to, you let go and leap forwards.”

“What?” – you panicked at how ridiculous dangerous that sounded. – “Just trust me.” – he said in return. You nodded shakily as Cal used his way to make the vine move. You got blasted back, making you swing back. Blasts firing above your head. You went one more back, till you swung strongly back. – “Now!” – Cal shouted running up to the edge. You let go, jumping as you blind fully trusted Cal. Cal held his arm out for you to catch. Your fingers brushing over his lower arm down to his hand in the hopes he’d catch you. 

A blast fired Cal’s way making him flinch. You gasped loud, feeling your fingers brush against his, nothing afterwards. – “No!” – Cal screamed out; hand reached out down when he saw you fall. Your screams dying out down the pit you were falling. Cal got up, taking no second to dive headfirst after you. Hand stretched, wanting to reach for you. You had no idea what was below, eyes fixated on Cal who desperately tried to reach you. Light as a feather, you closed your eyes waiting for the worst. Then your back crashed against something hard, followed by wetness. 

Cal fell down into the waters, reaching for your body under water. You felt an arm go around your body, being pulled to the surface. Cal and you gasped above water. – “You okay Y/n?” – he asked worriedly, one hand pressed against your wet cheek. You splashed water in his face, confusing him for a second. – “What were you thinking!” – you called out furious. – “What?” – Cal replied confused. – “Why’d you jump so recklessly after me!” – splashing more water at him, you were angry that he would do something that stupid.

“I don’t know! I just did!” – he shouted back, getting as equally worked up as you. – “You could’ve been killed!” – you called out, arms trembling from the raw emotion. – “So could you!” – Cal responded loudly, staring intensely at you. Both holding that fierce gaze even when BD beeped loud on Cal’s back. Cal and you puffed, looking away. The two of you swimming to a little green island. Cal shook his leg in an attempt to dry it faster. You squeezed the water out of your clothing. A deep sound came from the caves not far from the little island you were on. 

It made you stumbled back against Cal. Cal holding you by the shoulders. – “Don’t tell me you are scared Y/n?” – he smirked, looking over your shoulder down to you. – “I am. Not.” – you confidently replied. Another sound made you shriek, clamping onto Cal. – “What was that Y/n?” – he laughed, all smug looking. You looked frightened around. – “It’s probably one of those spider creatures.” – he teased. Your eyes widened frantically, making you almost jump into his arms. Not wanting to be on the ground if it was. Cal laughing louder than ever at how needy you were. – “This isn’t funny Cal!” – you said rudely. – “You know I am deadly afraid of those things.”

“I know.” – he whispered in your ear, unable to hide the power it gave him. You pushed yourself off Cal, having a shudder go down your spine. – “It is probably nothing, Y/n.” – he reassured you. You weren’t so sure. Cal pointed at the caves as it was the only way away from this place. Swallowing nervously, you followed quietly. Darkness embraced you like a cloak when you entered the cave. BD turning his head lights on to light the way. 

Cal extracting his saber as it gave a faint light, reflecting against his face. Looking over his shoulder, he made sure you were close by. BD bleeped curiously, his lights beaming off the walls. Venturing deeper into the gaping cave’s mouth. You reached out to Cal, startling him. – “It’s just me.” – you said nervously. He took a deep breath, taking your hand. Guiding it to his belt where he insisted on you taking a hold off. This way he’d know you were close. Cal lowered his lightsaber when he came at an open space. Light from above falling into the pit. BD’s light dimming. 

The sunlight making you close your eyes for a second to adjust to it. Cal took a moment to observe. – “We can climb up right there.” – he pointed out. Not hearing you response, made him look down to his belt. Your hand wasn’t on it anymore, making him lift his head back up. – “Y/n?” – he said concerned, looking around. He found you standing not far from him, standing stiff. He walked up to you, tugging on your arm.

When you wouldn’t move, he knew something was wrong. BD bleeping warningly, making him look up. From a hole lighted up a few eyes. Cal gasped watching one of those spider creatures crawl out of it. His eyes widening, knowing how much you feared them. He pulled you behind him. – “BD! Stay with her!” – he ordered. The little droid jumping off his back. Cal readied his lightsaber with a twirl. He was about to launch forwards when he spotted another one coming. Soon three or four more came crawling out, making him back up. 

BD jumping warningly in front of you to move. You backed away, falling over a rock. – “Get back!” – Cal called out, waving his lightsaber around. BD moving frantically in front of you daring one to even come near you, for he would protect you till his last bleep. Cal launched forwards, striking his lightsaber at one of the spider creatures. Needing to keep his eyes on the others as well. From the corner of his eye, he saw one make his way over to you. Cal spun around, pulling the creature back by the way of the force. Gritting his teeth, he let it drop near him, sticking his lightsaber through it. With three at a time where they hissing and tapping their front legs forwards to Cal. Your heart beating out of your chest, too scared to move. Cal rolled back to block one’s path to you.

He fought them fiercely knowing how much it meant to you. Ready to fight them off for you. He struck another one down as two more appeared through the crawling space. One running rapidly over to BD and you. Your eyes wide with fear. BD electrocuted it as it only stung a bit. Cal shot his hand out, forcing it to be dragged back. He gasped when something sticky wrapped around his hand. 

The spider creatures fighting back. Moving his hand down, he started tearing it off. Two more spiders hissed their web his way. Making him drop his saber, hands bound together. Inhaling sharply was he now defenseless. They started surrounding him as he struggled to get free. Your eyes fixated on Cal, hearing him struggle. The urge to help him screaming louder inside of you. But what of those creatures you feared for so long. BD hopped on one foot, the other sticking to his body with a web. 

Slowly your friends were endangering themselves. Taking frantic breaths, you needed to act now. Something snapped inside of you, seeing them tackle Cal to the ground. Jumping up, you screamed it out, blasting at them. Cal turning his head in surprise at you. You kept firing, screaming out your rage. The spider creatures got several hits. One lost it’s leg as another one had pus trailing down it’s body. You got closer to them, acting on adrenaline to save your friends then to give in to your fear.

One exploded making Cal roll away. They started backing away to the hole they came from. You wouldn’t let them escape, taking your revenge on them. One by one shooting them till they died or exploded. Out of breath, you lowered your blaster. Cal frantically freeing himself to get to you. Knees buckling, they gave in, letting you drop down. Cal rushed in front of you, taking you by the shoulder. – “Are you okay Y/n?” – he asked worriedly. 

You let your hand rest against his cheek, catching your breath. Cal’s gaze moved rapidly over yours, taking a deep breath. – “You… you fought them Y/n… you actually fought them…” – he said half smiling. Touching your cheek he was very proud of you. – “Why? What made you overcome your fear?” – he asked. – “You…” – you responded. – “I couldn’t… I couldn’t watch losing you.” – you added, pulling yourself a bit up by his uniform. 

Cal let his finger brush against your cheek, sucking in a deep breath. Leaning in as he pressed his lips onto yours. Moving his hands to your lower back, pressing you closer to him. You kissed him passionately back. BD bleeping made you pull away. Cal got up to retrieve his lightsaber. You smiling admiring at him. He noticed it, chuckling. – “Are you going to continue drooling over me Y/n? or are you actually going to be helpful?”

You gave him a roll of your eyes. You walked up to him, standing near him to look upwards. – “It’s a pretty high climb.” – you stated. Cal moved his hand around your back, pulling you towards him. – “I know.” – he whispered before stealing a kiss from you. You gave him a playful slap for being so silly. – “Lucky for you, I can get us up in no time.” – he answered walking up to the wall. You followed, pushing him back with your bottom against his front. 

“I go first.” – you insisted. Cal smirking. – “Of course you are.” – he chuckled. You started the climb as Cal was right behind you. – “Eyes up Cal!” – you called out. – “Oh they are up.” – he replied mischievous. You looked down seeing him look up to you smiling. Rolling your eyes, you knew he was just enjoying the view. In no time were you back up to continue your search for Tarfful.

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The Way He Looks at You Series I:I

Act I: The Way He Looks at You Chapter 1: The Way He Looks at You

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Chapter Summary

After being dumped by your Jedi boyfriend, you accidentally bump into Inquisitor Cal Kestis, the Thirteenth Brother. He takes an interest in you and intends to give you what you desire most. Rating: 18+ Words: 2.7K

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You are shuffling through a city on Coruscant, attempting to find relief in the crowded marketplace. Having fled your work at the nearby Rebellion safe house, you had walked until ending up here. It’s always been dangerous working right under the nose of the Empire, but it became lucrative to have a few soldiers at ground zero.

Your eyes are tired from all the crying, and you can barely pay attention as you walk down the dirty streets. Normally, showing weakness in public would humiliate you, but right now, it doesn’t feel like it matters if people see you at your worst. Nothing can cause more distress than the pain in your chest.

You had woken up this morning believing your life to be moving in a positive direction. It took six months of going steady, and two years of pretending not to flirt while on various missions together. But you had finally gone all the way with your boyfriend, thinking things could only get better.

You’re one hell of a pilot; and had a knack for knowing exactly where to be to get your teammates out of particularly sticky situations. It made you valuable to the Rebellion; it allowed you to meet Theo.

He fell for you during your first mission together, but rejected his feelings. You’re pretty, but that isn’t enough to pull a Jedi. Theo’s initial attraction to you ensured more opportunities to work together; he found any excuse to assign you as the pilot for his missions.

You were immediately smitten as well and struggled to resist his natural charm. Emoting your feelings was second nature, which makes it easy to flirt when you find someone attractive. You were confident in your ability to get boyfriends, but meeting Theo caused you to stumble. You lost your confidence with flirting and instead let him lead. Jedi had been off limits before the purge and you had lived under the assumption that this was still true. You weren’t willing to risk losing him by pushing your luck.

When speaking to Theo, you carefully monitored your words, but never fretted your actions. Conveniently, you were always available to help him with any task. You also kept a first aid pack on your ship at all times, trying desperately to be the one to bandage his wounds. It meant one-on-one time where you had an excuse to touch him and listen to his stories. The conversations quickly became more friendly. You would giggle at his jokes and he would try to impress you with his tales. You hated to see him hurt, but found yourself disappointed when he came back unscathed.

You accidentally showed that disappointment after a mission when he excitedly let you know that he finally made it back without a single injury. While you said nothing incriminating, you felt your expression drop and Theo noticed it as well.

He later tapped you on the shoulder during the journey home and asked if you could look at his finger. Claiming that he didn’t feel any pain when he first got back on the ship but he was feeling an ache now. You both knew it was a lie, but you wrapped his finger anyway while he watched and talked about the events of the day.

He was so handsome it made it difficult to stay focused on your work. His features never failed to captivate you; he had dark messy hair and gray eyes that pulled you in. It didn’t hurt that he also had a charming, boyish smile and always looked right at you when he spoke. He made you feel special during those times, like everything he said was only to pull a reaction only from you.

The longer the two of you worked together, the more you needed him like air. Everyone else realized how inseparable you both had become, but you knew nothing could result from it. He was always loyal to the Jedi Code, and you understood he could not form attachments.

Theo surprised you when he asked you to be his girlfriend. He did it during one of your many first aid sessions. He had been silent while you tended to the cut on his arm, prompting you to ask if he was okay. Theo paused for a moment, then suggested the possibility of dating. There was conflict in his eyes when he asked, however, you both agreed to try the relationship. You were over the moon, but he seemed reserved in his decision.

Your relationship lacked most physical intimacy, but you were happy just to belong to him. The two of you kissed from time to time, but Theo always cut the sessions short before they could lead anywhere. Despite your disappointment, you respected his decision to take things slowly until yesterday.

You had intentionally been wearing rather revealing clothing on your day off with him. You couldn’t help it. He was so good looking that you wanted more. Maybe not sex, but more than kissing. You just wanted him to desire you the way you desired him. The blue shirt you chose was low cut, showing off your ample cleavage. You had paired it with a black skirt that hit above your knees. You spent the day with Theo, teasing him relentlessly but acting innocent the entire time.

It was so easy to just bend over right in front of him while picking something up, allowing your skirt to rise a couple of inches. When you stood back up, holding whatever object you had pretended to care about, his face had become flushed and his mouth hung open.

During lunch, you had placed your hands in your lap to push your breasts together while he spoke. Tilting your head to the side while listening to him tell a story from a recent mission. You didn’t miss how he glanced down and stumbled over his words, needing a moment to regather his thoughts before continuing the tale.

You even squeezed past him when he was standing in a tight area of his kitchen. There was nothing you needed on the other side of his body, but you found something to pretend to grab, just so you could rub your ass against the front of his trousers. You had felt how stiff he already was for you, but ignored it, or at least acted like you didn’t notice. He had released the tiniest exhale at the touch, a small gasp showing his inability to fully resist his desire.

It was enough. When you kissed him goodnight before leaving to go back to your own place, he wasn’t ready to stop. He had pulled you flush against his body, something he hadn’t done previously while kissing. It became obvious why he had always kept space between your bodies. His arousal was apparent. It was hard not to rub against it, but you didn’t want to risk scaring him off, so you let Theo lead.

He guided you back into his bedroom without coming up for air. However, he broke the kiss to ask permission before removing each article of your clothing. He removed them all, and you had never felt more beautiful in that moment. The way he observed your body was far superior to any of the times he watched you when he spoke. His hungry gaze and small smile could make anyone feel like the most gorgeous woman in the world.

When he took off his clothes, and you stopped breathing. He was perfect. You had seen him without a shirt from the previous times of doing his first aid. And you had definitely looked when he wasn’t paying attention. But this was nothing like those moments. Because he wanted you to look, he wanted to see how your eyes raked over his body. He watched you, wanting to see your approval and lust. He didn’t stop watching you as he slowly removed his trousers. You felt a distinct need to open your mouth when they dipped down past his hips and it slapped upwards, hitting his lower belly.

But he didn’t give you an opportunity to satisfy that craving, because he pulled you into his arms and backed you up against his bed. Wanting to get right to the main event. It made sense. It’s not like he had much experience in that realm. You thought that maybe the next time you could show him how enjoyable things could be before orgasm. But this time, you’d let him take what he needed.

The poor man barely lasted a minute, but that minute felt like heaven. Theo was needy and chasing his own pleasure. It still felt good, but it wasn’t enough to get you off. The noises he made during that minute, if only you could have recorded them. That would be the only sound you would want to hear for the rest of your life. The whimper that escaped his lips when he first entered you did something to your brain that you may never understand. His grunts in your ear as he pumped himself deep into your heat were music to your ears. You bit down on his shoulder just to hear more. His body reacted immediately to the feeling, and he groaned deep and throaty, precisely what you wanted. Only then, you realized that you accidentally pushed him over the edge.

He had collapsed onto your body, kissing your neck and collarbone repeatedly, like he was trying to thank you for allowing him to reach his peak. He rolled you both onto your sides and held you close against his chest all night, whispering sweet nothings into your hair until you both fell asleep.

Then you woke up this morning, and he wasn’t holding you anymore, he wasn’t even laying in the bed with you. Instead, he was sitting on the edge of the bed, his back facing you. Of course, you immediately asked if everything was okay, letting the sheets fall from your body. He never answered your question and only asked you to put your clothes back on so he could talk to you. It was the most humiliated you’d ever felt. You suddenly felt extremely vulnerable in your nakedness. He wouldn’t even look at you, as if ashamed at the thought of even viewing your unclothed body. The body that he had been so eager to see, and touch, and be inside of was suddenly impossible for him to look at.

With your clothes on, he finally looked at you. He explained he had broken the Jedi Code, and he needed to remember the old ways and not stray from his path. There was a ringing in your ears as your mind exited your body, desperate to protect you from the hurt you both knew was coming.

Theo broke up with you, and it felt like you were watching your life get sucked away into the abyss. He stated that the two of you could no longer work together on missions, at least until this had blown over. But encouraged you to go back to Yavin 4, to continue your work with a different team. He tried to explain the Rebellion could surely use your talents elsewhere and you are a good soldier in this fight. It’s like the last six months of your relationship had never existed. The way he spoke sounded like a captain speaking to an underling; there was no familiarity.

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The emotions well up again as you remember how he looked at you. The past few years, Theo gazed at you like you were all that mattered to him. Yet today, when he looked at you, that expression had vanished. You would likely never see that look on his face again.

Hot tears pool and flood towards the quickest exit from your lower lids. The big ones fall straight from the center while the smaller ones had the courtesy to fall from the corners. You wipe them away before they hit your exposed chest. A cruel reminder that you were wearing yesterday’s clothes, and the memories stored in them.

The tears in your eyes cause your vision to blur so severely that you accidentally bump into a civilian on the street. You don’t want any trouble, so you quickly mumble out an apology. Your body gently bounces off of them and you adjust your direction so that you can try to pass without hitting them.

A hand grabs right above your elbow, not letting you pass. You feel the sense of danger, but are overall too numb to fully emote.

“You should really be more careful.” A cruel voice says, you can hear their lips curling as they speak. Alarm bells are ringing, but the shock of this morning dulls the intensity.

First, you look down at the hand, trying to process the situation. Long slender fingers curl around your arm, gripping you in place. The pale skin covered in a galaxy of freckles. You want to follow the constellations upwards, but the cuff of their black uniform prevents it.

Your heart palpitates, your eyes creeping up the sleeve, until you see it. The Inquisitor Insignia on their shoulder, right at eye level. Your gaze hesitates, denial setting into your mind, knowing what you’re seeing but not wanting to confirm your suspicions.

“I’m speaking to you.” The voice says, tightening their fingers around your upper arm.

This snaps you out of the thoughts. You look up into a pair of intense green eyes. His bright red hair and the matching stubble immediately give away the identity of this man.

Your familiarity of the Inquisitors had come from several years of working for the rebellion. Theo had even known this man before he fell to the Dark Side; they had trained together as younglings.

The Thirteenth Brother’s sharp features are menacing but beautiful. The photos you had seen didn't do him justice. He’s handsome, but his hard eyes lack mercy and it makes your whole body tremble. You can’t help but let your eyes trail over his features, especially when he stands so close and it might be the last thing you ever see. At least he’s easy on the eyes.

Your gaze traces the sharp edge of his jaw before glancing up at his well-groomed hair. As your eyes travel downward, you note the thin scar across its bridge that runs onto his right cheek. Finally, observing at his full lips and accidentally wondering what they must feel like. You didn’t think it was possible to feel so much attraction towards someone so dangerous. Something must be wrong with you.

The Thirteenth Brother snickers and uses his other hand to place a finger under your chin. Tilting your head until your eyes finally look back up into his. He has a funny expression on his face, a combination of annoyance and amusement. The left corner of his mouth raises ever so slightly.

“I haven’t heard that before.” He says.

Your eyebrows furrow, not understanding his words.

He clarifies, “Easy on the eyes.” His expression doesn’t change. He only observes your face as it flushes with realization.

You panic and quickly run through everything he might have heard in your mind: about his lips, and your attraction, and something being wrong with you. You try to clear your mind and focus on returning his stare. His eyes are fierce and focused on you, as if you are the only thing he sees at this moment.

Butterflies fill your stomach, maybe in fear, but more likely just from the excitement of being looked at this way. It’s intense and feels extremely intimate. He’s watching your every movement, like he sees you completely and wants to know more. Probably only looking at you this way because he is reading your mind. Oh no, he’s reading your mind.

You quickly drop your gaze, but he doesn’t drop your chin, so now you're back to staring at his lips by accident, but you don’t resist fantasizing about them. Your brain has given up on self preservation, too exhausted to care about the danger.

He bends down slightly, trying to lower his gaze to where you are looking, to get your attention. Your eyes refocus back on his own.

“Usually I leave others speechless from fear, but you, you don’t seem afraid in the way I prefer.” He says in a low voice, the vibrations causing you to shiver slightly. “I find you intriguing, so I’ll be keeping you.”

He leans forward, your hair catching in his stubble as his mouth reaches the shell of your ear. “Perhaps, if you’re good, I’ll permit you the feel of my lips.”

Your brain goes fuzzy between his words and the feel of his hot breath as he speaks. Honestly, his mouth may just be intoxicating. He lets out the tiniest chuckle before pulling away. He definitely heard that.

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Lost & Found - Cal Kestis - Part 1

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You had known Cal since his arrival on Bracca, you had been there nearly all your life, a nobody, until Cal arrived terrified and traumatised after quite literally crash landing into your life. You took the young boy under your wing being the same age as he was and showed him the ropes of his new life under the watchful eye of Paruf who tried his best to keep the two of you out of trouble.

It wasn't long until Cal's skills massively outshone your own with reflexes and agility that you swore wasn't humanly possible, he was haunted though, always held back by something and you'd sworn after the first time you'd looked into his eyes and saw how much pain they held that you would never let anything hurt him again, he was your best friend, your only friend and he was yours to protect. If only you knew what was coming, if only you knew how much you'd fail in that task you would've taken Cal and left Bracca for the furthest reaches of the galaxies.

Everything changed when he saved Paruf, when the Second Sister arrived, when Paruf sacrificed himself for Cal, when Cal ignited a lightsaber, grabbed your arm and ran, making your way through the train while he cut down Storm Troopers, everything changed when you met Cere and Greeze and Cal started down his path, the path of a Jedi, one that you, as a human, was no help whatsoever in, one that for the first time in 5 years, couldn't follow him down, still he took you with him, you explored every planet that you needed to go to for his mission with him, you learned how to shoot a blaster and even saved his life a couple of times, yes, he was still your Cal and he still took you everywhere no matter how much Cere complained you were slowing down the mission and she was right, you did slow down the mission, infact, it's because of you the mission failed and came to an end.

"Let her go Trilla, I'll surrender, you can take me" your heart shattered at those words, this was your fault and you were prepared to die after you had gotten yourself cornered by the Second Sister, your eyes closed tightly as you waited to feel the burn of Trilla's lightsaber but it never came, instead you heard your best friends voice, Cal had always known when you were in trouble and came running, he said it was a gift, that the two of you were connected and swore up and down it was nothing to do with the force but you never quiet believed him. Trilla's grip on you loosend slightly as she considered Cal's words of surrender, taking a moment to look at your friend you saw an expression on his face that you hadn't seen since you'd first met, fear, Cal was scared and it unnerved you, Cal was never scared.

"Lay down your wepon, Jedi and I'll consider your surrender" came Trilla's reply while you were desperately thrashing in her grip. "Cal! No! Run, you're more important than I am, you need to go on, you need to complete mission" he didn't reply, he simply removed BD-1 from his shoulder and placed him on the ground with his saber and started walking towards Trilla, who quickly realised she had won and threw you like you weighed nothing across the ground, skidding to a holt behind BD and the saber, within seconds Cal was in her grip and Storm Troopers were surrounding them both. With the last ounce of energy you had you grabbed Cal's saber which felt heavy in your hand and for a moment you were surprised at how Cal weilded it like it weighed nothing and ran towards them, letting a battle cry escape your throat, you didn't get very far as Cal flicked his wrist and used the force to throw you away into the nearest wall where you hit your head and everything went dark.

You awoke to the anxious beeping of your friends little droid and opened your eyes to find him sat on your chest, you were no longer on the planet but back on the Mantis you realised. Merrin had done a good job of patching you up but BD offered you a stim just to be sure, you got up and found the rest of the crew looking at you with sorrow, they knew, they knew Cal was gone, probably dead and that it was your fault but you told them what had happened anyway and asked Greeze to take you to any planet, you couldn't stay with them, the guilt was too much, Merrin and Greeze begged you to say, both confident that Cal was still alive and there was still hope, when your eyes met Cere's you could tell that she wasn't so sure, her eyes seemed to say if he is alive, he won't be the Cal you knew for much longer.

That was a year ago and you'd found yourself living on a little back planet with BD who refused to let you go alone. You'd managed to find a room and kept yourself to yourself, mourning Cal everyday, you hadn't realised how much the Jedi had meant to you until he was gone, you hadn't realised that you loved the boy more than you should love your best friend and you had began to wish the two of you had never left Bracca. It had been a long day of pouring drinks in the local cantina and you couldn't wait to get into bed as you walked into your room at your lodgings listening to BD beep and boop about all the people he'd seen that day from your shoulder, once you got in you placed him down on your bedside cabinet and checked the draw for Cal's lightsaber out of habit, you wanted to believe he was alive and someday you would be able to give him his saber back but as the days went on your hope started to dwindle, BD beeped next you "he's still out there" the little droid told you confidently and you gave him a tired smile "it's been a year BD, nothing ever kept Cal away for this long, if he could've come back to us, he would've by now" with that and an almighty ache in your chest crawled into bed without bothering to change and soon drifted off to sleep ready to forget the pain and forget Cal, just for a little while.

You awoke a few hours later to explosions and screams, thanking the maker that you hadn't gotten changed or even taken your boots off you shot up, grabbed BD who was hopping from foot to foot asking you what was going on "I don't know BD, I'm in here with you" you snapped at the little droid as you holstered your blaster and clipped Cal's lightsaber to your belt and carefully ventured out the door, once you had made it out of the building you saw smoke and chaos, locals running for their lives in pure panic, stopping a passerby you asked them what was going on "it's the Empire, they're here, a new Inquisitor and some Storm Troopers!" They told you before running for any safety they could find, you decided to head to where they had landed as there must still be those who needed help and were pinned down by the Empire, you were going to do what Cal would've done. BD was booping at you that this was a terrible idea and you agreed with him but you were going to do it anyway.

[spaced0lphin]

Stinger Mantis Interior Shots for Reference

Here is a collection of some interior shots of the Stinger Mantis, as a visual resource intended for fic writers and artists. I included basic overviews of each area, and a few angles of notable interest (Such as what Cal can actually see when sitting in his chair, or his cot.) Find them all behind the cut!

The Galley

The Seating Area

The Cockpit

The Cockpit: Cal's Eye View (Seated)

Cal's Room

Cal's Room: Cal's Eye View (Lying on Cot)

The Weird Secret Room Under the Stairs

This is probably a hallway leading to Greez and Cere's individual quarters. The actual doors at the end of this hallway have weird textures on, but understandable as they're never meant to be seen.

Enjoy! I hope these are useful. If you need reference like this of other areas, let me know.

[wayfaringjedi]

The Blanket Stitch

Read on Ao3 // 2,735 words // Cal/Merrin // T for Teen Cal's favourite poncho is destroyed during a death-defying escape. Merrin tends to his wounds, and through that tenderness, the two piece together a shared moment in time. (From a Discord prompt.)

[kiarune]

Announcement: new Inquisitor Cal fic.

Hey guys!

Do any of you still remember Cal? After two years since Fallen Order came out, I wouldn't be surprised if he's been quite forgotten, BUT! for those of you who still love our ginger Jedi, I just might have some good news.

I'm working on a new fic, featuring Inquisitor Cal and his redemption arc. It will be written from an original character's perspective, but I'm sure you'll love her.

There will be adventure, pain, lots of duels and just the right amount of romance.

I won't be posting any sneak peaks just yet, but stay tuned for updates in the near future.

May the Force be with you!

[serena-darrin]

I teased a teeny bit of this earlier on the FicWip post, but:

Uh yeah. It's the first (and probably only) work in this series that doesn't feature Cal, because I found someone else to pick on instead. . . . . and, uh, I'm sorry. I had Questions and attempted to write something that answered them, this is what happened.

[animatedjen]

Merrin | Jedi Survivor (mod)

[incorrectskywalkers]

Fallen Order AU where Cere is killed and Cal is taken by Darth Vader with the intention of making him an Inquisitor. But when Cal’s psychometric abilities are revealed, Vader has a different plan in mind, one that causes certain truths and revelations to come to light. Cal didn’t know what he was getting into when he showed Vader what he saw through those echoes, but he really didn’t sign up to accompany said Sith Lord while he went through a midlife crisis.

Essentially, Vader finds out the truth about how Palpatine lied to him and how Padmé really died and also the fact that he has twins out there somewhere and decides “fuck palpatine” and drags a bewildered Cal - who becomes his unofficial apprentice of sorts - with him as he plots a way to take the emperor down and also, find his kids.

Also a Darth Vader redemption of sorts. He’s still a pretty shitty guy at the start and his whole reason for wanting to kill the Emperor is solely to avenge Padmé. He also has some murderous intent towards Obi-Wan for hiding his children from him and also, leaving him to burn. He’s in the mindset of believing that he wasn’t at fault and blames others for everything that happened, including his actions. But gets a hard wakeup call from Cal when he shows him just how shitty things are and what the Empire, what he has done and finally thinks “oh, I’m the problem” and from then on his slow redemption starts as he sets out on attempting to repair the damage done as he starts back on the rocky path towards the light. He also trains Cal, who at first goes “fuck that and fuck you” but eventually the two become a duo. Like Vader and Starkiller if Vader was going through a crisis, stumbling through a path of redemption and Starkiller was his tired, annoyed, unofficial apprentice who was unwillingly dragged along for the ride.

[starwarsalltypesoflove]

SW - ALL TYPES OF LOVE WEEK

INFO

Star Wars: All Types of Love week is a fandom event of fancreations, lasting a week, that celebrates love in its many forms! Since we celebrate romantic love and familial love often, we thought it might be time to give an opportunity for other kinds of love to shine!

Inspired by the Ancient Greek Philosophers and their seven kinds of love, we aim to showcase those different, less celebrated loves. Rooting for the little guys!

HOW TO PARTICIPATE

No sign-up, nothing. Just create!!!

Post during the appropriate week and you’re good!

We welcome any kind of creation, as long as it is truly yours. Even old posts being reblogged is fine! Old creations deserve as much love as new ones.

Fanfics, fanarts, moodboards, fanvids, fancomics, banners, playlists… An epic fic or a 100 word drabble, an amazing painting or a stick figures funny scene- we love it all!!

WHEN TO POST

Wednesday 7th of February, 00h00 PST, to Wednesday 14th of February, 23h59 PST.

HOW TO POST

Post under the tag SWATOLW during the week the event is running. Add the tag of the type of love you are representing. 

Be sure to @ us so we can appreciate what you’ve made and put it in the round-up!

WHAT TO POST

Star Wars characters, places, animals, games… Be it from the movies, the novels, the comics, the shows like The Clone Wars, The Mandalorian, Andor or even your own OC, the important parts are:

It must be from the Star Wars fandom

It must be about Love and that love must be not romantic or familial

To get a better idea of what we mean by that, you can read more about the seven types of love here. In short, we want to give a chance to shine to:

Love of Friends #philia

Love of Strangers #agape

Love of Partners #pragma

Love of Players #ludus

Love of Self #philautia

You can post about any of these, at any time of the week. There isn’t a day assigned to each type. The point is to create without pressure and celebrate all the types of love we don’t often focus on! The more of these you depict, the more we will love you for it!

QUESTIONS

“I love my two clones who are bffs, but they are clones. Does their love count as familial?”

Well, the truth rather depends on your point of view how you present it.

Pairs like Fives and Echo, and Rex and Cody, are usually understood in canon and fandom to be family. They can be friends too, but we’d prefer to focus on other pairs for this event. Post another time. We’re sure people will love it.

Alpha-17 and Cody have a cross-generational friendship? As long as the way their relationship is described/shown isn’t the dynamic of big brother & younger brother, or father figure & son figure, it’s good!

Want to show off Waxer & Boil being two peas in a pod? We would love that! As long as it isn’t a ship or they, the characters, don’t feel like the other is kin in the way we understand it.

“I want to show my two Mandalorians who are Partners In Bounty Hunting, but they are from the same clan. Does this work?”

No. I’m sorry, but it does not. We consider clan to be the SW equivalent of immediate family, a close circle, so it’s not the right event for this. But it does work if they are just from the same house or faction!

“Can I do two Jedi who are teammates and lovers?”

You can show any characters (two, three, four…) having a relationship that is sexual and based on love. As long as that love is not romantic.

If what moves your Jedi is the sense of purpose found in duty, the common love for the Light and the wider galaxy, the playfulness and affection shared between bed partners, these feelings can be as big as the moon, and it is still fine!

That is the whole point!

Feelings can be enormous and serious and important and still not be romantic or familial.

But if it’s shown or implied that the relationship is romantic/familial or turning so at some point, that is not what our event is focused on.

We know people are a bit tired from the holidays and that Valentine’s Day is a period often rich with events, which is why we put these conditions so it can be as low-pressure as possible. The point is to rejoice in all the breadth and the richness of the human sentient experience of love. In the love of Star Wars. And in the love of this community.

Be civil and show goodwill to participants and spectators. Be kind. YKINMKATO. Go crazy! Be creative! Have fun!

Love!

@swfandomevents

[i-think-in-metaphors]

no sign of the little one.

Cal turns around, compelled by a power he’s learning isn’t his.

And he sees – a ghost.

That’s all it can be. A kriffin’ ghost.

A figure in white. Plastoid chest piece scuffed with blaster marks from a mission gone wrong.

[frost-queen]

Touch on touch (Reader x Cal Kestis)

Requested by: anon Forever tag:@missmelodramatic, @merlin-dahlia, @alex--awesome--22, @elllie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly@denkisclown, @wildieflower, @meyocoko, @bubblybrianna, @justanothercoco@subjecta13-thefangirl, @m-rae23, @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr, @swampthing07, @melsunshine

You frantically panicked feeling a hand on your back. It made you jump out of your skin, taking a leap forwards to get away. Turning around, you were panting. – “Hey it’s just me.” – Cal said holding both his hands up. You untensed knowing it was him. BD bleeped loud on his back. – “You are right.” – he told the droid. – “I’m sorry I should’ve given you a warning before touching.” – Cal told you.

You shakily shook your head. – “No… it’s fine… it’s just… something I need to get familiar with.” – you responded rubbing your hands nervously together. Cal nodded lowering his hands. He knew all too well of your journey. How touch starved you were after being in solitude for so long.

Dropped onto a forgotten planet because there was a war going on. Inquisitors raiding every planet. Your parents thought it was best to hide you on a planet not existing on the maps. Cal remembered it clear how you first shared your story after finding you.

He was on the planet to lay low from the empire for a while. What he didn’t expect was to find someone, a girl on this abandoned planet. He was for sure surprised. At first you were very wary. Keeping your distance. Only the droid was allowed to come close after a while. Cal respected your boundaries, trying to gain your trust from afar.

He kept a close eye, knowing BD was near you. It took him nearly a week to just get a few inches closer to you. By the end of the next week he achieved to sit by you. Then it took him a lot more trust and patience to be where he was now with you. Trusting him enough you shared your story. Of how your parents dropped you here with the promise to return and collect you.

You waited patiently for years. If it wasn’t for Cal dropping by, you’d still be waiting. Waiting for people that were never going to come. You did not know if they were killed or had simply forgotten about you. To be honest you couldn’t care. They abandoned you.

Cal looked briefly over his shoulder to BD. BD bleeped loud. – “May I approach?” – Cal said humorously. You laughed loud. – “Since you asked so nicely.” – you replied. Cal smirked approaching you calmly. He held his hand up, quirking his eyebrow up. You smiled slowly moving your hand up as well. Your palms touched making him smile wider. He moved his fingers down, holding your hand.

He gestured if he could come closer. Hesitant for a second, you yielded and nodded. Cal stepped closer to you. Tips of your shoes touching. He brought your entangled hand closer to his lips, leaving a sweet kiss there. It tickled making you wave your hand at the ticklish feeling. – “Now do it here.” – you said pointing at your arm. – “As my lady pleases.” – he said not minding at all. If it was up to him, he’d be kissing you non-stop all around.

He kissed your arm, giving you that same tickling sensation. – “Anywhere else Y/n?” – he asked raising his eyebrow flirty. You thought for a moment, tapping your neck gently. You didn’t have to say that twice. Cal placed his hand behind your neck, forcing you to lean your head back to give him more area to kiss. His lips kissed you so teasingly it almost made you weak on your knees.

He kissed you there trice as you chuckled enjoyable. He knew you liked it, you just needed to get more used to it. The beard that he had grown out, brushing against your smooth skin. You cleared your throat tapping your chin. Cal looked up, tilting your head more back by your chin. – “And here I thought you weren’t so keen on my touch.” – he chuckled out with a flicker of pining in his eyes.

“I have my moments.” – you answered, tapping your chin again. BD hopped off his back, letting you have some room. Cal slowly kissed your chin, his touch making you grasp onto him. Cal pulled your chin down, his lips coming in line with yours. – “My turn to choose.” – he breathed out, staring at your lips. – “Go on.” – you whispered.

Cal smirked, knowing there was something else he needed to do first. He moved his hands under your shirt against your back. Slowly letting his  hands rub your back. Your back arched as you groaned with delight. He knew it was your weak spot. So desperate for his touch all of the sudden you grabbed him, forcing your lips onto his. He kissed you like there was no one around. Well there was no one around…

When you returned to the Mantis, BD was joined by Cere. – “I was wondering what you were doing for the little one to seek out my company.” – Cere teased, giving him a head rub. – “Nothing like you think.” – Cal answered humorously. Cere hummed not believing much of it. You came sitting down. Cal coming to sit beside you.

He moved his hand between your back and the sofa, forcing you to lean a bit forwards. He let his hand slide under your shirt once more. Rubbing your back in a calming way. He felt how it untensed you. BD hopped onto the table in front of you. BD started bleeping loud moving around while giving sight to his words.

You laughed loud at what he was telling you. Cal smiled, looking over at you. Impulsively he gave your shoulder a kiss. – “I love you Y/n.” – he whispered, making Cere pretend she didn’t hear that. You turned to him. – “I love you too Cal Kestis.” – you responded.

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[hereforthefanficsandromance]

The Way He Looks at You Series I:XXI

Act 1: The Way He Looks at You Chapter 21: The Way He Reunites with You

Read on AO3 Read on Blogger Read on Tumblr Story Master List: The Way He Looks at You Series

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Chapter Summary

Fifth Brother uses you to gain information. Cal is unhappy to learn of your lingering worry for Theo. Rating: 18+ Words: 2.6K

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The expression on Theo’s face causes your heart to break. He is looking at you with so much sadness and confusion. As though, he can’t fathom why you would risk your safety and the safety of the child he believes you carry.

“What are you doing here? Why are you dressed like that again?” Theo asks, dropping his guarded stance in the confusion.

You feel so much guilt; he has always been so honorable. He was so ready to commit to being a father and protector when he realized the possibility. You want to be the woman who you were before Cal. The woman who would have rebuilt your relationship when faced with the reality of having a family.

But the deep hurt you feel at his choice makes it impossible to stay. He didn’t choose you; he was good and honorable at your expense. You can’t go back, not when you’ve tasted what it feels like to be desired and loved. To have someone do anything and everything just to have you. You aren’t able to respond, there is nothing you could say to convey your feelings at this moment.

“Are you fond of this one?” Fifth shouts over your shoulder, not missing the way that Theo is looking at you.

Theo gives you a sorrowful look but you can see him push the feeling away. You can tell that despite his hurt, he will still defend you. You want to tell him to leave you and run, that you are trying to protect him, but he would never allow you to sacrifice yourself.

“Let her go!” Theo demands, “She’s not the one you’re after.”

“You didn’t answer my question, Jedi. Are you fond of her? Would it be easier to kill you if I hurt her first?” Fifth taunts.

Theo raises his lightsaber again, “I will not play your game, if you want me dead then battle me.”

The Fifth brother lets out a cruel laugh, “Oh I intend to, but I won’t ignore the possibility of securing my victory before the battle. If I kill her, you might be so distraught that you forget your training and join her in death. Or perhaps you’ll become enraged and allow the Dark side in.”

Theo doesn’t show any inner conflict, “I would defend anyone against the likes of you. Her life matters to me, but killing her would not guarantee your victory.”

“Killing her is inconsequential then.” Fifth clarifies and brings the blade closer to your throat. You squirm to escape the heat.

Theo’s eyes betray him and widen in fear at the threat, “No!”

“I’m curious, Jedi, what is it about her? Did you become…attached?”

The question hangs in the air, answered with only the sounds of the two humming lightsabers. Fifth seems oddly interested in exploiting Theo’s secret. You aren’t sure why he cares at all, it would make more sense for him to kill you then attack Theo.

“I’ll release her if you tell me why she matters to you.” He offers.

Theo contemplates for a long moment, trying to decide if telling the truth will actually save you. “You’ll let her go, unharmed?” Theo asks slowly, not trusting the situation.

“I will. But if you cannot provide all the information, I’ll remove a couple fingers.” He says as his left hand grabs your wrist roughly. Raising it close to the super heated blade, you instinctively try to fight back but he is much stronger.

“No! Stop!” You cry out fearfully, unable to escape the slow movement towards pain.

Theo doesn’t immediately answer. Panic rises in your throat as Fifth pushes your fingers closer to the blade, the heat causes the skin closest to redden and sting.

Theo watches in horror then finally decides, “She is carrying my child!”

There is a long silence but Fifth loosens his grip slightly, allowing you to pull away from the burning pain before any permanent damage is done. He doesn’t release his grip and laughs loudly. You wince at the horrid noise, hating that he now has such important information. The laughter dies down finally and Theo looks terrified for your well being.

Fifth leans forward to speak into your ear so that Theo can’t hear. “This has worked out far better than I could have hoped. I will let you run back to Thirteenth now.”

He points his lightsaber in Theo’s direction, allowing you to flee from him, towards the left. You stumble forward a few steps, half expecting to feel the excruciating pierce of his saber in your back. You look back at Fifth and he grins a toothy smile, giving you the horrible sense that you are physically safe now, but things are about to get a lot worse.

Your eyes move to look at Theo, wishing you could apologize and wondering if this is the last time you’ll see him. Then you run for the door opposite the direction you entered the base. You pull the door open and slip through, hearing the collision of lightsabers before the door closes behind you.

You feel sick, Fifth is definitely going to use the information he now has and Theo is probably going to die. The fear is making it hard to function and you collapse against the wall for a moment, trying to control your breathing before reaching a point of full breakdown.

You try to remember that Cal is here somewhere and he can help stop everything that is going wrong. Picking a direction, you run down the hallway. Taking turns at random, completely overwhelmed by everything that keeps going wrong. You can blasters and yelling in the distance, the Rebellion must have found a way into the base. You don’t want to get caught in the battle again.

As you take a turn, you collide into a firm chest, a pair of hands grip your shoulders to steady you. You look up across the black uniform and finally see the man you’ve been searching for. His face breaks into a smile and one of his hands moves to cup your chin.

“Cal!” You gasp, “You’re here! How? Kaahlii?”

Cal nods, understanding the jumble of words that spill out. “Yes my love, I would have searched the entire galaxy for you.”

Tears fill your eyes and you move your hands up his chest, clinging to his uniform. “Cal, Fifth, he knows I’m here. He let me go, but he knows about my past, he’s going to use me for information.”

Cal listens carefully to each word before speaking. “He let you go, meaning he has a plan for later. He is not yet a threat to your safety.”

Cal leans down and presses a slow kiss against your lips. You want to protest that now isn’t the time, but the moment he kisses you, you lose the ability to think. You kiss him back frantically, realizing how much you’ve missed touching him.

The sound of blaster fire gets closer but Cal doesn’t react. Instead, he pulls you closer and opens a nearby door without breaking the kiss. He steps backwards through it, one arm wrapped tightly around your waist.

Once you are both inside the empty room, Cal continues to pull you towards the wall opposite the closing door. He rotates you both around and presses you up against the wall, shielding you from the door.

His kisses become more frantic as he cages you in, both his hands wrap around the back of your neck, his thumbs pressing your chin upwards to allow him easier access. You tightly fist the fabric at his waist as Cal’s tongue enters your mouth, licking roughly at your own.

He pulls away for a moment to look deep into your eyes, like he’s trying to drink in what you look like. You stare back at him; his expression is still intense but with hints of worry. His eyes shift between yours like he’s looking for something, but you aren’t sure what.

“I will never allow you to be taken from me again. You are mine and you belong at my side.” He says in a low voice.

You give him a sad look, “What about Fifth? He’s going to…”

“I will deal with him later.” Cal says calmly. “Let me handle your protection.”

“Cal, Fifth is fighting Theo-” You attempt to say before being cut off.

“Do not say the Jedi’s name to me again.” Cal growls, his eyes flash in hate. “Perhaps one of them will off the other and then I will have one less problem to fix.”

You suddenly feel small, never having seen Cal so angry before. “You…you said you wouldn’t kill…him.” Speaking barely above a whisper, not daring to say Theo’s name again in Cal’s presence.

“That was before he stole what is mine, I see now that he is a threat to my desires. I have given into your desires, do not prevent me from mine.” He gives you a hard look as he speaks.

You attempt to argue, “But-“

Cal grabs your shoulders firmly and drops his head down to your eye level. “This is no longer up for discussion. I will not lose you!”

You feel scared but as your eyes scan over his face; you see his expression soften. His eyes still convey desperation but they are less hateful. His fingers press into your skin, likely bruising you but you don’t protest. You can tell that he isn’t doing this to be mean, he wants you to understand how serious he is.

“Not again. Not to him or anyone, I am tired of losing everything that I care for.” He explains in a still threatening tone. “I don’t care what I have to do to keep you safe. I will keep you with me every moment of every day if that is what it takes to ensure that you continue to belong to me. No one may stand in my way. If anyone threatens you, they will pay with their life!”

You are speechless. Unsure what you could say in this situation to let Cal know you hear him. You want to reassure him, but you also don’t feel completely safe from harm and can’t lie. So you don’t speak, instead you lean forward, despite his grip, and kiss him.

Cal responds immediately, kissing you back as his hands slide down your arms until they wrap around the backs of your thighs. He splays his fingers across the soft flesh then lifts you deftly. Your legs wrap around his waist and he pins you fully against the wall to ensure you don’t slip.

Once Cal is confident you are secure, he releases one hand from your leg to reach in between your bodies. His hands push your skirt higher, exposing you to him. He then works at the closure of his own pants, trying to release himself.

His kisses turn forceful and almost painful but you let him take what he needs. It’s clear that your absence has affected him and you aren’t sure he could stop if you asked. You don’t really want him to stop anyway, his touch on your skin is intoxicating, despite the bits of pain in his aggression. Your body aches for him, desperate to have him deep inside you again.

You feel Cal suddenly positioning himself at your entrance, pushing in a bit but not going further. Letting out a whimper, you slide your hands up the expanse of his chest intending to wrap your arms around his neck, but he doesn’t give you the opportunity. Cal’s free hand catches each of your wrists in his grip.

He breaks the kiss to say, “Tell me, did the Jedi touch you?”

You shake your head, “He didn’t kiss me or anything past that.” No part of you wants to upset Cal, but your mind betrays you, thinking back to how you woke up in Theo’s arms that first night.

Cal’s eyes darken as he peers into your mind. Suddenly, he pulls your arms up and pins them high above your head. You gasp and he gives you a threatening look. “He tried to kiss you, and you didn’t resist?”

“I didn’t know what to do, I was…I don’t know Cal.” You plead, “I wanted you, that’s why I sent the coordinates. It’s why I ended up on that cruiser, I came straight back to you.”

Your mind isn’t supporting the argument, reminding you that you went to Fifth to protect Theo, instead of trying to only find Cal. Then remembering how you had cried in Theo’s arms when having to explain that you might watch another family member die. You hadn’t pulled away from Theo’s attempted kiss because you thought it may be better for you to be with someone who doesn’t threaten the lives of children.

Cal studies you the entire time your mind provides the incriminating actions. He looks angry for most of it, but you see the corner of his mouth turn ever so slightly downwards near the end.

“You think I am not good for you.” He says smoothly.

“It’s not-” You say back, not wanting Cal to doubt your love for him.

He sighs, “I will raise any child of yours as my own.”

Relief floods through you and you want to kiss him but are unable due to how he has you restrained. It doesn’t stop you from trying, which pushes him into you a bit more. Cal’s eyes flutter but he regains his composure and gives you another look.

“However, in return, I will hear no more on wanting to save the Jedi, do you understand?” He growls.

You hesitate, trading one life for another doesn’t feel right, but you understand. You lick your lips then speak, “Yes, Cal.”

Cal smirks, tightening his grip on your wrists and thigh. He pushes himself in another inch and you let out a whine as he stretches your aching cunt. “So good, now before I continue, I need to hear you tell me who you belong to.”

“You, Cal, I’m yours.” You rush to say.

He slides in further and you let out a moan that he quickly muffles with his lips. He stops the kiss but keeps his lips a hair away. You wiggle in protest, trying to lean forward for more. He looks up at you through his eyelashes, a hint of annoyance in his lustful expression.

“I am yours.” You try again, and he rewards you with a bit more of his length, though less than last time. Cal nips at your lower lip once then waits again.

“Cal, you are the only one I want to be with. I belong to you, I will always belong to you.” You say before adding, “And you belong to me.”

Cal groans and thrusts hard the rest of the way into your body. His mouth collides against your own and his kisses return to their previous bruising force. His body is no less able to resist pounding into you. You moan and cry out into his mouth, unable to keep yourself quiet from the forceful way he is taking you.

The pace is brutal but you can feel an orgasm building. The thought of waking up tomorrow covered in bruises the shape of Cal’s fingerprints excites you, pushing you closer and closer towards the edge.

The room sounds with the loud slapping of skin against skin layered on top of the noises you are making. You don’t hear the door opening behind Cal, and Cal’s focus is on you, preventing him from having sensed the intruder.

“What in the-” Theo’s voice rings out.

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[profound-imagination]

Lost & Found - Cal Kestis - Part 9

A/N: I don't think there are any trigger warnings for this part - enjoy ❤️

Smoke was billowing from the wreckage as you approached, you could hear Cere and the others not too far behind you. Your breath caught in your throat as you took in Cal crawling out of the wreck, you'd never seen him look so beaten and broken, you grabbed his arm and dragged him away from the fallen ship, your fallen ship, before it blew, he took one look at you and fell into unconsciousness.

"Cere, help me!" You screamed at the older Jedi as she approached, she took in the damage of the ship and then the state that Cal was in and started barking orders at the three of you, instantly, you all sprung into action, Merrin doing the most by using her magick to levitate him to head back towards the Mantis where you could properly treat his injuries, you all stopped dead when a beaten up old droid came out of the wreckage and played you a hologram, it was Trilla. "You can have him back, little witch, for a time, but will he be him when he wakes?" She laughed and the message ended. You looked at Cere, who looked at you and then at Cal. "Get him into the Mantis."

No more was said on Trilla's message until you had treated all the physical wounds you could see on Cal but those weren't the ones you were worried about, the Second Sisters message playing over and over in your head. "Will he be him when he wakes?" It'd been nearly 5 days before he crash landed on Bonago and you had no idea what she'd done to him in that time, what he'd been through. Cere was nervous, you could tell, she'd been picking at her nail beds and glancing at Cal in intervals since you'd patched him up, watching from the doorway of his quarters on the Mantis. You knew one thing, if Trilla knew where to send him, they had broken him enough to get that information out of him, there was nowhere else to run too so you'd have to nurse Cal back to health and hope he was still him when the fight arrived on Bogano.

"Cere?" You all but whispered her name "What do we do?" She looked at you, it was the first time you'd seen this look on her face, uncertainty. She shook her head at you "I don't know, we won't know if Cal is still Cal until he wakes up" you nodded. "What if he's not, what do we do if he's the Eleventh Brother when he wakes up?" You croaked trying to hold back the tears "We deal with it" was all she replied, you looked up at her to see Greez and Merrin stood behind her "We can't stay here" the nightsister all but whispered as Greez nodded along in agreement with her "Where else is there to go?" Cere shot back at the pair, Merrin paused for a moment, a warm smile on her face as she took in BD who had taken his rightful place next to Cal. "Dathomir." Greez tensed, he really hated that planet "We can use the Nightbrother village to contain him if he isn't himself and if he is we could hide there for a while" she looked at you "It might also help your connection, help your Magick" you nodded and looked at Cere for the final word on Merrin's plan "Captain, set a course for Dathomir" Greez nodded and he and Merrin headed towards the cockpit, Cere looked at you "Get some rest, I don't think Merrin will go easy on you once we land" and she to, left for the cockpit.

Rubbing your hands down your face you slid down the side of Cal's bed so you were sat with your back leaning against it, BD crawled over his chest to sit between you and booped at you "I know he's back buddy, but don't get your hopes up okay? He might not be Cal when we wakes up" BD beeped at you sadly at the thought of this and then went quiet, you dozed off a little while later and you were greeted with the familiar nothingness of Cal coming to you in your dreams and it didn't take you long to spot him, on his knees looking utterly hopeless. "Cal?" You dropped to your knees In front of him "Tell me you weren't there?" He asked you "On Bonago? We all were" he sighed "I'm with you?" He asked looking up at you "Yes, your currently unconscious in your quarters, BD hasn't left your side and I'm asleep on the floor leaning against your bed" you told him "You shouldn't have bought me on board, I don't know who I'll be when I wake up" you shook your head at him "You'll be you when you wake up, you'll be Cal" you assured the broken boy in front of you "If you aren't, we'll fix it, I promise" his eyes met yours and they were void of all emotions, his thumb came up to brush your cheek and you flinched, his hand recoiled instantly as he took in the wound from the blaster, you grinned at him "Why are you grinning like that?" He questioned "We match" you giggled as your fingers ghosted along his scar, he let out a soft chuckle "Your ridiculous" you nodded "Maybe, but you wouldn't have me any other way" it was his turn to nod.

"Hey Cal, do you remember your parents?" You questioned quietly, he shook his head "Not really, I was young when I was taken and started my training, I guess our masters sort of become our parents" he shrugged "Why do you ask?" "I was just curious" he was staring at you now, as if debating what he should say next, he settled on "So, your a nightsister huh?" You nodded "Apparently so, a rubbish one though, I haven't been able to do anything since I threw Trilla into the forest" he nodded "That bought us time though, I got you safely on the Mantis" your eyes widened "And you left me again, I'm getting really sick of it" he looked away from you and down to his hands "Actually that time I was coming with you, I figured after Trilla saw us together and you did what you did, the offer to come with us would be gone and she'd hunt you wether I was with you or not and I wasn't going to let you face that alone" your heart melted and you smiled at him "I think you'll be you when you wake up" he didn't look so convinced, in the distance the pair of you could hear a knocking and Cal looked back into your eyes "It's time for you to wake up, Little Witch" you had hated it when Trilla called you that but it sounded so different coming from Cal, there was no hatred or disgust in his voice, just affection and pride "I don't want too, I want to stay here with you" he shook his head "You can't, they need you" he took your face in his hands and placed a gentle kiss on your lips and then pulled away slightly "Wake up" he whispered onto your lips and your eyes shot open, you were greeted with a giggling Merrin "Good dream?" She teased.

There was nothing particularly special about your home planet, it was all dust and heat and reanimated sisters but you loved it already, you could feel the power under your feet. The four of you had no trouble moving Cal into one of the little huts, it was like the planet knew who Merrin was and had a respect for her, it was like the planet knew who you were and that you'd come home. After settling Cal and BD in their makeshift abode, Cere and Greez set up in one next door and Merrin on the other side, you'd dragged a cot for yourself into Cal's, the four of you sat outside, taking in the sunset and trying to come up with a plan of action for both scenarios of Cal waking up, you got nowhere and none of you could agree, you'd absentmindedly been conjuring little green flames and Merrin was practically bursting with pride, a comfortable silence settled over the four of you which was broken shortly after by a panciked "Beeeeeeeep" as BD came flying out of the hut followed by the unmistakable sound of a Lightsaber igniting "You didn't think to take his Lightsaber?" Greez yelled at you as Cere shook her head in disbelief "It's not mine to take?" You offered back, you couldn't believe your own stupidity.

[spaced0lphin]

Fanfiction Release: Dialects

Read on Ao3 // 9,320 words // Merrin/Cal

If only for her sake, Cal Kestis cannot help but hope Merrin is wrong about being the last Nightsister. A little exchange of ideas opens up new possibilities, sending the two on a mission for answers. Cal must come to terms with the reality of his attachment and how it holds him back. But is it the attachment to a person, or to an old concept?

Rated T, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Light Angst, Mutual Pining, Teen Romance, Nightsister Magick/Culture, The Force, Canon Compliant, Jedi in Love

[corvidscreams]

Idea spawned by @sihirbazi (here) and fleshed out by @paper-crane-castles.

An au in which Cal crash landed on Dathomir instead and grew up learning the mysterious (and spooky) ways of the nightsisters.